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“
My
dear
M
.
Poirot
,
”
cried
the
new
-
comer
,
“
I
am
delighted
to
see
you
.
Your
arrival
is
most
opportune
.
”
Poirot
’
s
face
had
lighted
up
.
“
M
.
Bex
!
This
is
indeed
a
pleasure
.
”
He
turned
to
me
.
“
This
is
an
English
friend
of
mine
,
Captain
Hastings
—
M
.
Lucien
Bex
.
”
The
commissary
and
I
bowed
to
each
other
ceremoniously
,
then
M
.
Bex
turned
once
more
to
Poirot
.
“
Mon
vieux
,
I
have
not
seen
you
since
1909
,
that
time
in
Ostend
.
I
heard
that
you
had
left
the
Force
?
”
“
So
I
have
.
I
run
a
private
business
in
London
.
”
“
And
you
say
you
have
information
to
give
which
may
assist
us
?
”
“
Possibly
you
know
it
already
.
You
were
aware
that
I
had
been
sent
for
?
”
“
No
.
By
whom
?
”
“
The
dead
man
.
It
seems
he
knew
an
attempt
was
going
to
be
made
on
his
life
.
